American Made - Sold Out lyrics


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Sold Out - Wakefield lyrics

This form of jealousy is growing childish.
It
You forgot the way to be yourself
and now your telling me I
So what if we lost our style.
We
We
but the ice on my neck is bling.
We
We want your life so we sold out.
We wanted to be famous with what god gave us.
We sold our souls to the devil last night
and wrote this song (wrote this song).
We sold out (we sold out).
You know we wont make it anyway.
She said,
So what? You say what you wanna say.
(
So what if we lost our style.
We
We
All alone on the bus we sing.
We
We want your life so we sold out.
We wanted to be famous with what god gave us.
We sold our souls to the devil last night
and wrote this song (wrote this song).
We sold out (we sold out).
We wont be around too long. We
We don't care attentions what we never had.
I sit here and watch the bills come rollin in.
One more time for all the kids
We
We want your life so we sold out.
We wanted to be famous with what god gave us,
but we sold our souls to the devil last night.
We
We want your life so we sold out.
We wanted to be famous with what god gave us.
We sold our souls to the devil last night
and wrote this song (wrote this song).
We sold out (we sold out).


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